The law of conservation of bad luck does not deceive me.
As soon as she was relieved that her European energy had exploded, a familiar time-travel routine happened unexpectedly before her eyes - right at the door of the Sword ○ Comic Exhibition that she had longed for.
I lowered my head and looked at myself: the COS one was still my own privately designed Minghu... Obviously there was no background about "me", just ears and tail, and red contact lenses. Do you want me to endure this kind of torture!
——This is so unreasonable!
What's even more bizarre is that her "Honmaru" who exists in the game seems to have followed her.
In other words, it has always been there, but the "she" who used to be can't see it?
Faced with this absurd unfolding and a group of sword-fighting gods that suddenly became extremely real.
After the initial confusion, between giving in and giving up, he chose to accept his fate.
Anyway, it's here, and with this "sick start" body, there seems to be no other way but to accept it.
However, the "everyone" in Honmaru is beyond imagination.
Care is meticulous and presence is warm and firm.
In this strange and strange world, this Honmaru, who was born because of him, has become his only anchor point.
Perhaps this is not just fantasy and bad luck?
Maybe - he can also be a small salvation for this Maru, and even this world?
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Let us give our warmest applause to express our gratitude to Luoluo for helping to revise the copy!
Wow, wow, that's great. I like this revised introduction so much.
Essentially a cosplayer's dying fantasy
The Minghu cos is a personal creation, please refer to the upper left corner if you are not suitable
It started out weak, but finally I took action on my favorite Touken Ranbu.
Ooc belongs to me, my honmaru's sword belongs to me, everyone's honmaru's sword belongs to everyone
Fate changes, but love very much, so the probability of being cheated is very small
I'll add more as I think of it
Purpose: Save the world!
